colector: Re: [JournalWriting] A Fine New Dream (poem)

*smiles* Thank ya Ray.
Light of heart,
~*~Walks~*~

Ray <weaver0322@sbcglobal.net> wrote:

This is very good, Walks, but I'm not surprised. You are a woman of many talents

Walks with Wolves <silverfangedone@yahoo.com> wrote:

A new dream came to me.
I figured I needed a new one,
given that I no longer subscribe
to the dream of a house,
a white-picket fence,
two children of my own,
the family dog --
a golden retriever or a lab most likely --
the husband,
and the minivan.

This one
came unbidden
purely of its own accord.

Me astride
a dark dapple horse --
a stallion most likely,
for I want a good
strong
powerful horse.

And hounds ran
along side us.
Pharaoh's hounds,
dogs sacred
to Anubis.

I've since expanded the dream
thinking and pondering
adding to
and rejecting
fine tuning it.

So my new dream is this:

I want a good home
with just enough room
for me,
my mate,
and whatever critters we have.

I want a good home
with a lot of land
filled with trees
and meadows
and a creek that
tip-toes through.

I want a good home
with a small barn
and good fences
and plenty of space to roam
for me,
my mate,
our horses,
and dogs,
and whatever else
we may have.

Yes, yes,
a fine dream.

And one I can say
I want
with all my body
all my spirit
and all my heart.

Blessings and Love,
~*~Walks~*~

To hear the sound of the wolf is to experience a singularly moving sensual experience of wilderness. Sound of unreachable quality, seeming weird and inhuman. But not unearthly. For it is of the essence of the creature wolf: of his spirit, his being, his truth. A transcendental song that took form uncounted millennia before time was defined. Something elemental. A living call from the past. A revelation of the very Universe.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A woman in harmony with her spirit is like a river flowing. She goes where she will without pretense and arrives at her destination prepared to be herself and only herself.

Maya Angelou

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To hear the sound of the wolf is to experience a singularly moving sensual experience of wilderness. Sound of unreachable quality, seeming weird and inhuman. But not unearthly. For it is of the essence of the creature wolf: of his spirit, his being, his truth. A transcendental song that took form uncounted millennia before time was defined. Something elemental. A living call from the past. A revelation of the very Universe.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A woman in harmony with her spirit is like a river flowing. She goes where she will without pretense and arrives at her destination prepared to be herself and only herself.

Maya Angelou

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